C68

Did you really take the pill? " Su Qingjiu asked hesitantly as she stumbled and almost fell to the ground. Squatting on the ground, he didn't even raise his head, his eyes were deep and sad.

Yan Luo threw away his fan habitually. This time, there were no sharp blades on the fan, only simple and elegant ink paintings. His back was straight and his tone was haughty